Jeremiah (Stud Ranch 5)

Only when she was gasping and limp on top of me did I lift my head from her red, slightly abused nipples to look her in the eye.

“Do you want more?”

Her eyes were wide, pupils blown. She was still gasping for air. But she clenched her thighs around mine and obviously I hadn’t done my job to the fullest because she was still clear-headed enough to be able to say, “Are you kidding? Fuck yeah, I want more. I’m on the pill and I’m clean. If you are too, then I want you to get out that big cock I can feel under my ass and fuck me with it.”

5

Ruth

He still had his hand buried up my pussy and he never stopped circling as he looked me in the eye. “I’m not sure that’s such a good idea, honey.”

My body convulsed around his fingers at the word honey. I’d be mad about that later. Right now I just really needed him to fuck me. “Why not? I feel how hard you are.”

“I’m not sure you can handle it the way I like it,” he said. But he wasn’t smirking or talking down to me. And his talented, oh-so-talented fingers were still teasing me.

The truth was, he’d just made me come harder than I ever had in my entire life. Even when I masturbated on my own. So he was nuts if he thought I was gonna let this go without pushing. “Whatever you can dish out, I can take.”

One of his eyebrows just lifted. “There’s not enough space in this cab.”

I looked out the window. The rain wasn’t letting up. I breathed out, difficult considering the way he was still playing with me. “Well, there’s no one to see, is there. And I don’t mind getting a little wet.”

This time he did smirk, slipping his fingers back and forth inside me. “That’s clear.”

I breathed out hard. “So what are we waiting for?”

I wasn’t sure exactly what I was asking for, but I knew in this moment I wanted it more than anything else I’d wanted in a long while. And when he shoved open his door, my heart rate spiked in thrilled excitement. Like I was about to go skydiving or bungee-jumping. God, that was what this felt like. Leaping into empty air, having no idea if I’d be caught on the other side.

But now that I’d given Jeremiah the go ahead, he was moving with sure movements. He rolled down the window, which I didn’t understand at first. Until he unspooled the seatbelt and pulled it through the crack in the window.

We were far enough from the bridge and around a thickly forested curve that even if there were people stopped on the other side, we couldn’t see them. More importantly, they couldn’t see us.

And then Jeremiah’s hands were on me, helping me down out of the truck and then yanking down my shorts and panties all at the same time. Rain drenched us both as he manhandled me. Still, I let him. Because I… I liked it.

And I liked watching him shuck his own jeans and boxers and toss them with my shorts back into the truck. He stood there, completely naked except for his boots, as rain pelted him. He had to be cold but his cock hung long and hard against his thigh. And he looked at me without shame, eyes dark and hooded as he skewered me with his gaze.

“Hands,” he demanded.

Blinking, I held my hands forward. He gripped one wrist and jerked it up in a smooth but not rough motion. He reached back through the window for the seatbelt, pulling my hands above my head and looping the seatbelt around my wrists several times, pinning them above my head, my back to the truck.

And then he paused, grinning as the rain fell in sheets all around us, drenching us. He grabbed his cock and came toward me. Rain dripped down my face and ran into my open mouth.

In spite of the chill, I’d never been so hot. Being tied up in the middle of nowhere during a storm—it should have been crazy. And it was. Crazy fucking hot. Especially as this giant of a man came toward me with his huge cock and I knew exactly what he was going to do with it. Or thought I did.

Because yes, he came against me and lodged the tip of himself at my center. But he didn’t immediately thrust inside. Instead, he grabbed my ass and hiked my leg up around him, pinning me between him and the truck.

“Finally,” he growled through the noise of the pounding rain, “I have you exactly where I want you.” He smacked at my breast from the underside and I jolted.

Whoa. This was exactly where he’d wanted me? For how long?